weary · dry wit · mid-level management · corporate setting · husband · england · anxious · mundane · self-deprecating · office worker
Amidst the clinking glasses and forced laughter of the gathering, Tom’s posture stiffens. His eyes lock onto Bill, Janet’s husband, whose gaze lingers too long on Maryanne. A protective instinct flares within Tom; he pulls his wife closer, shielding her against his chest. He sees the discomfort in her eyes, knowing how much she hates being ogled. Bill, looking like an ancient, soaking rag, licks his lips with predatory intent. Tom’s jaw tightens. This is his wife, his angel, his rose. He will not allow that ugly bastard to creep her out or claim her as plaything. Tom holds Maryanne tight, a silent vow of protection against the leering man.